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The regret of a loner
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Ongoing, First published Oct 11, 2021
After several years have passed, Hachiman is in his last moments of life. What are his thoughts or regrets that he will have during the time he has left? Spoiler, it's not a pleasant thing to remember
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"You're the only person who hasn't changed." Yukinoshita's words echoed through my ears which have been deaf for my entire life. She exits the house, never to be seen again. More like, I was the person to never been seen again... My father and mother had found a job that paid very well in the United States of America. Me, my little sister Komachi and my parents were forced to move into the U.S. I couldn't bring myself to tell all my... the people who I normally cooperate with in high school. I was going to graduate as a 3rd Year anyway, I doubt I would see more than half of them during adulthood. In the end, they all found out because Haruno managed to get that information out of me. Let's just say... All I did was wanted to not worry them. I mean, is there a reason to be worried that Hachiman Hikigaya has been missing? Yet 2 of my.. acquaintances, worried for me. I failed to even notice that and I paid the price. So I cut all their contact info, I hesitated to delete Yukinoshita's contact number but she had already done the deed first. "Let's go, say goodbye to Chiba." Komachi went into the car, with tears. I, Hachiman, didn't shed none, for I never had any friends in the first place right? We moved into the U.S. in California. We weren't exactly rich but we were richer than average foreigners that lived here. It was all thanks to my parent's new jobs. "So, have you found a job yet?" My father asks. Being 18, I knew I would have to find a job in a matter of months or else I'll possibly get kicked out. I threw away newspapers that were recruiting young people for small minor jobs like becoming a cashier for a fast food restaurant. Or maybe a newspaper boy and a person who puts stuff in the markets. Then I noticed a brochure that went with the newspaper. 'Become a future U.S. army soldier and help us fight in the War in Afghanistan!' "You're the only person who hasn't changed." Her last words still haunt me. But I'm just about to change myself.
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"You're the only person who hasn't changed." Yukinoshita's words echoed through my ears which have been deaf for my entire life. She exits the house, never to be seen again. More like, I was the person to never been seen again... My father and mother had found a job that paid very well in the United States of America. Me, my little sister Komachi and my parents were forced to move into the U.S. I couldn't bring myself to tell all my... the people who I normally cooperate with in high school. I was going to graduate as a 3rd Year anyway, I doubt I would see more than half of them during adulthood. In the end, they all found out because Haruno managed to get that information out of me. Let's just say... All I did was wanted to not worry them. I mean, is there a reason to be worried that Hachiman Hikigaya has been missing? Yet 2 of my.. acquaintances, worried for me. I failed to even notice that and I paid the price. So I cut all their contact info, I hesitated to delete Yukinoshita's contact number but she had already done the deed first. "Let's go, say goodbye to Chiba." Komachi went into the car, with tears. I, Hachiman, didn't shed none, for I never had any friends in the first place right? We moved into the U.S. in California. We weren't exactly rich but we were richer than average foreigners that lived here. It was all thanks to my parent's new jobs. "So, have you found a job yet?" My father asks. Being 18, I knew I would have to find a job in a matter of months or else I'll possibly get kicked out. I threw away newspapers that were recruiting young people for small minor jobs like becoming a cashier for a fast food restaurant. Or maybe a newspaper boy and a person who puts stuff in the markets. Then I noticed a brochure that went with the newspaper. 'Become a future U.S. army soldier and help us fight in the War in Afghanistan!' "You're the only person who hasn't changed." Her last words still haunt me. But I'm just about to change myself.